The lines of communication weren't even completely down. He talked, and I still gave him responses, albeit short ones.
I can't sit and ignore him.
Where do I draw the line? Is there a line?
Which is better, and why?
Am I stupid for trying again and again, or am I just persistent?
Of all the things I know and ignore, I can't wrap my brain around that one.
Would it be better to continue on the beaten road, off into the woods I know, full of brambles and sandpits that are oft unavoidable, or is it time that I explore new forests that I know have fruits already ripe for me to eat?
Is it strange that I even think in metaphor?
Maybe it just makes things easier for me to swallow.
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I like ripe and eatable things. So do that.
But.
Your metaphors?
This is a serious question here.
Do you wanna talk about anything? I mean, you talk yourself in circles in your blog. And it seems like people comment telling you it'll be okay or whatever. I'm an outsider, now. And, as much as it matters, I think about you a lot. I always hope you're alright.
So. I wanna know if you wanna talk. About whatever it is that's bothering you. Or whatever it is that isnt' bothering you. Just let me know, okay? I've heard I'm a pretty good listener.
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